Su Wanxin, who was originally feeling a bit frazzled, couldn't help but smile at his words.
Fu Shihan looked down at her radiant smiling face, pressed her head down, and made her bury her face in his embrace so no one else could see.
The man next to them, whom Fu Shihan had just rebutted, frowned as he looked over, intending to curse some more, but suddenly realized this person...
The height, pretty tall.
The presence, quite imposing.
Fu Shihan stood at 187 cm, used to keeping a cold face when reprimanding subordinates; there weren't many who could make him smile and follow their words.
He brought with him an air of suppressed anger, his gaze coldly sweeping over the man before him, sizing him up from head to toe. His gaze lingered particularly on a certain lower part for two seconds before moving away.
Isn't it all the same? Why bother asking.
He hugged the person in his arms tightly, locking eyes with the man for a few seconds.
